Su Yi broke the gold lock town of the heavens! More bombarded the Yuanzong of the Shengshan Dabu!

Daddy, the breath of the breath has come to an abrupt end, countless pairs of eyes are sluggish looking at the horizon, such as falling into the ice, Su Yi every move, as if the gods broke their heart!

"How is it possible!" The holy fire looked at the figure of Su Yi and took out the god.

The Yuanzong dynasty of the holy mountain Dabi is the mainstay of the holy mountain. Every time they go out, they will be worshipped by any sect. Even the elders are too elder, but they are shattered by Su Yi in a short moment. corpse!

At this time, Su Yi, the body and the waves have been sturdy to the extreme, the desolation of the singularity of the singularity of the Yuan dynasty swept the sky, the faint gaze of the sacred fire in the distance.

"Zhu Tianjin locks the array, is Su Yi himself broken?"

In the camp of the Tiangong Palace, Duanmu Yuman’s face was unbelievable. She knew in her heart that it was because of the three strengths of the Yuan dynasty. Even if the talents were different, it would not be possible to break the gold locks.

Shocked is also Duanmu Xiong, sullen eyes, as if lost focus, said to himself.

"The power is second only to the guardian big array, or is the Yuan Zongqiang strong force together, so it is broken?"

Shaking his head, Duanmu Xiong immediately shook his head and smiled, his arms were light, and his figure retreated backwards: "But it, the old age seems to be old! I don't understand!"

The whole scene was dead, and even the beasts of the beasts disappeared.

Thousands of black-pressed sacred disciples were rushed to the ground, some hanging on the trees, and some were dropped deep.

Unanimously, everyone looked at Su Yi's eyes are the same, as if watching the killing of Ling Tian, ​​hot and full of fear.

The Zhoukong is also only Duanmu Qingtian's face is dull, as if it has not happened, whispered: "Sister, this Tianjinjin lock array is born out of the Jinyuan Golden Day, as long as it is driven by the gas of the Holy King, This kid is not afraid!"

Hearing this statement, Duanmuman's moon is a surprise, and the corner of his mouth is raised with a slight curvature.

"Holy fire, finally arrived at you! I have an advantage for this person." Su Yi shrugged his shoulders, like the water in the throat is full of silence, quiet and terrible!

A hearty smile, a bright and dazzling flash of light, immediately said.

"That is, people who have deep hatred and hate, I! Never charge interest! Kill directly!"

The gaze of the sacred fire elders rushed back and the sacred kingdom condensed out. Within the light curtain, the face was like iron, screaming.

"Su Yi, do you think that with the power that does not belong to you, the holy mountain will yield? Just rely on you! Kill the old man! Next life!"

"Boom!"

The holy fire screamed, and the old face once again had a **** red war, and the palms stretched out into the sky. The mighty sacred air was like a wave.

"The old man’s domain is sevenfold, will he still be afraid of you!

Su Yi watched the golden volatility rolling in the sky, and there was a huge force hidden in the clouds, and he was in the heart.

The seven kings of the Yuan Dynasty are far from the tens of thousands of Yuan dynasty. They can take a deep breath and Su Yi shouts loudly.

"Then I will kill you with my own strength!"

"boom!"

"Bottle! Come out!" Su Yi figure magical like electricity, the speed is spurred to the extreme, the trend of the trembling edge, and headed towards Duanmu Xiong's head!

"Sorrowful star, open!"

At the same time, Su Yi's eyes were picked, and the light was shot out. The whole body was so fierce, and the whole person was like a giant sword, rushing to the sky!

The blood-red epee kills the moment between the heavens and the earth, and Su Yi’s mouth smiles. The reason why the spirit of the holy king has been used before is to save himself, and this is the moment!

The breath rises like a bamboo knot. When the figure reaches the highest level, Su Yi’s epee in the hand slashes down, and the swords with infinite swords and swords are covered with the sky, and countless small attacks like wind blades. The roar is above the body of the elders of the flame.

"what!"

Among the sacred kingdoms, the pupils of the sacred fire quickly contracted, and the offensive in front of them was terrible. The mind of the Yuan dynasty began to move and wanted to lie on the ground.

He really can't figure out why Su Yi's cultivation suddenly spans a large class, and the sword can almost break the ground, breaking the river and breaking the river!

Between the eagerly, the dry palms continually flapped, and several golden lights were turned into dragons, rushing to the sky!

"Hey!"

The dragon-shaped golden light that roared out under the numerous attacks, was instantly wiped out and turned into a light rain!

"How is it possible!" Everyone present was frightened again and again, and a cold rushed to the back, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out!

"boom!"

Only listen to the sound of a silky cracked sound throughout the world, the seven kings of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the king, the epee crit, the sword front.

The elders of the sacred fire suddenly changed their face, and the temper of running the holy king was no longer urgent. Everything was only between the electric and the flint, and only heard a violent sound.

"Holy fire, pay for Li's people! Blood debts pay!"

"Booming!"

Within the space, the blood and light splash, the sharp swordsman slashed over the shoulders of the holy fire, and when it was cut in half, the holy fire also broke out with amazing strength, withstood the epee and plucked backwards!

"boom!"

The thin and thin figure was turned into a cannonball and slammed between the jungles. A deep pit that was not seen at the bottom suddenly formed, and the gully like a spider web spread out instantly!

Between the high altitudes, Su Yi sighed and gasped, and inadvertently swallowed a **** scorpion, and looked at the elders of the sacred fire in the pit.

The flames of the flames are broken and bloodstained. The dry thin **** in front of them like bamboo rafts have all burst open. The left shoulder is even more white, so terrible!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Another blood spurted out, and the elders of the holy fire glared at the eyes of the godless, and the breath was weak.

Su Yi's handprints condensed, and Mei Yu picked it up. When he was cold, he said: "Blood wash the holy mountain, start from you! Let you see how your proud holy mountain is going to end!"

"boom!"

Su Yi’s hands meditation on the practice, a fierce sacred mountain gas once again slammed down from the sky, like a thunder, the sword pointed out, the invincible!

"Booming!"

Just listening to a cracked flesh and blood cracking sound, the eyes of the seven-year-old sacred fire elders squinted, and then drowned in the golden light.

The golden light rain of the dragonfly drifted with the wind, and the **** rain of horror was like a shower of greenery in the corner of the holy mountain. The discerning disciple of the holy mountain was shattered.

"Dead? The sacred fire was killed by Su Yi? Muyao, Situ Liuyun, Gu Suxin's guests condensed their eyes, and they took a sigh of relief, as if facing the end of the world, can't believe the sight!

"It's over! The Holy Fire! The generation of the Holy Mountain Power is dead!"